After spending so many days together, Yang Wugou was still speechless.
At least she knew how to use body language to clearly express her wishes to Yang Qian.
This is a good phenomenon. Every bit of progress Yang Wugou makes makes Yang Qian extremely happy.
It's like seeing a seedling that is almost withered, under your careful care.
Gradually stretch and grow...
This kind of achievement and joy cannot be described in words.
In his previous life, Yang Qian longed for a younger brother or sister, but unfortunately he didn't even have a cousin or a cousin.
But in this era, I have an additional sister, but she is also married.
Fortunately, the task issued by the father of the system not only allowed me to gain a treasure box, but also gained a lovely sister.
Although her mood has improved a lot, it still gets worse every night.
I will still wake up from nightmares, and I have to see Yang Qian and hold his hand before I can fall asleep again.
With his mother's consent, Yang Wugou was finally allowed to temporarily live in Yang Qian's house.
I just hope she can get over the nightmare in her heart as soon as possible.
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The size of Xiaze Village is more than double that of Shangze Village, with more than a thousand households and a population of five to six thousand people.
At this moment, there were at least nearly a hundred strong men standing at the entrance of Daze Village holding sticks and forks.
There were more than a dozen famous hunters dressed as hunters, carrying bows and arrows on their backs, mixed in with the crowd, staring at the villagers of Daze Village with unkind expressions.
At the head of the group were several old men with gray beards who were arguing.
The housekeeper, Uncle Song, tried to persuade and appease this person, but he was unable to calm down these agitated elders from both villages.
Moreover, the people of Daze Village also rushed toward the entrance of the village with sticks in hand.
More and more people from both sides gathered and began to push each other. It was not known who punched first.
It was like throwing a fire into the oil pan that was already burning and smoking, and it ignited immediately...
As soon as Yang Qian arrived outside the Yang Mansion, he heard the noise coming from outside.
Seeing the people over there swinging sticks and forks already starting to fight, Manager Liu couldn't help but shout anxiously.
"The butler is still inside, what should we do?"
Yang Qian lifted up his front shirt, stuffed it into his waist, and rushed over with long strides.
Uncle De and others behind him couldn't help but be dumbfounded, looking at Mr. Gentleman who couldn't even walk with Feng Feng on weekdays.
Now it was like a bolt of lightning.
If the young master was injured, how could he deal with it? As Uncle De shouted, seven or eight servants of the Yang family also rushed forward.
Yang Qian rushed directly into the crowd. At this time, Yang Qian, who could not spare any effort, pulled hard with both hands.
He directly rolled down several villagers who were excitedly holding sticks and trying to push forward.
"Stop, stop it all!" Yang Qian was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, using his hands to separate the crowd.
The worried villagers in Daze Village who were squeezed here and there saw it was Yang Qian, and even though they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to complain.
Soon Yang Qian squeezed to the front, but saw the butler, Uncle Song, protecting his head with both hands, and a strong man holding a wooden stick high and about to swing it down.
"Stop!" Yang Qian immediately got angry, grabbed a wooden stick and threw it out.
The knife-throwing technique was successful again. The powerful and heavy wooden stick knocked the strong man staggering.
"Injure my brother, beat him!" Long sticks came one after another, Yang Qian raised his hand to stop a long stick and let out a hey.
The original owner of the long stick screamed and flew upside down, falling among the villagers of Xiaze Village.
Carrying a long stick, Yang Qian began to sweep left and right.
Uncle De and others who had just rushed in from behind saw this scene and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
I saw that every time the young master swiped his stick, the strong men in Xiaze Village were like weak reeds.
One after another, they were swept up and down, rolling and crawling, and screams came one after another.
The villagers in Daze Village were also frightened by the rumors about the graceful, elegant and powerful Mr. Yang.
At this moment, someone from Xiaze Village shouted, "Get out of the way, Wang will deal with him."
As soon as he finished speaking, a long stick slashed towards Yang Qian, causing the wind to scream.
Yang Qian subconsciously turned to one side and used the long stick to perform the three-axe "Ghost Picking Tooth". The last strike came first.
Wang, who was carrying a hard bow, was in mid-air. Wherever he could escape, he screamed in pain and was swept away with his stick.
The originally noisy melee scene suddenly fell into silence, and everyone raised their heads.
Watching the big man leap into the air and fly nearly ten feet away.
Then he smashed into the crowd, causing another burst of screams and chaos.
"Everyone in Daze Village, please step back!" Yang Qian took a breath and shouted sternly. "Who dares to take another step forward?!"
"It's Young Master, it's Young Master who is here to help us!" The enthusiastic people of Daze Village finally calmed down a little.
Seeing that it was Young Master Yang Qian, he shouted loudly, and almost everyone subconsciously stepped back.
I was frightened by Yang Qian's unstoppable energy, which was like a flock of sheep.
The villagers in Xiaze Village also looked at each other, hesitating and not daring to move forward.
As a result, the entrance to Daze Village, which was originally crowded, became a piece of white space.
Yang Qian took two steps forward and quickly reached out to help the butler, Uncle Song, whose clothes were slanted and his hat was crooked, and he looked embarrassed.
The housekeeper, Uncle Song, didn't even bother to adjust his clothes and looked at Yang Qian in front of him in shock.
"I'm fine, thank you sir for saving me..."
I really can't believe how the weak and powerless Yang Qian suddenly became so powerful.
Uncle De and others also rushed forward and helped the housekeeper back.
The remaining people gathered around Yang Qian, holding on to the hilt of the ring-headed long knife beside his waist.
"Okay, okay, you, Daze Village, hurt my son without apologising, and now you have hurt my fellow villagers from Xiaze Village again."
An old man from Xiaze Village in his fifties pointed at Yang Qian with a red face and roared.
"No matter how powerful you are, don't force us to go to Sawa Village to fight to the death."
"Wang Bozhang, if your son hadn't hit him first, how would my son have hurt him?"
Here, a villager from Daze Village shouted back.
Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a little confused, what the hell, what he hated the most was this kind of person who wanted to risk his life if he just couldn't get along.
The important thing is that a bastard who likes to coerce innocent people is even more hateful.
Yang Qian's face gradually darkened as he looked at this person.
"Wang Bozhang, right? Are you here to reason today, or are you not here to reason?"
"Of course we are here to reason." Wang Bozhang said with a pinch on his neck.
"I know you are the young master of the Yang family. You are a capable person."
"But we in Xiazawa Village are not easy to bully."
"Hundreds of people carrying sticks and forks are trying to reason?" Yang Qian laughed, pulled Uncle De away, and threw the long stick to the ground.
He restored his image of a polite and gentle gentleman and came to stand three steps in front of Wang Bozhang.
"Then Yang, armed with a long knife and a torch, brought dozens of people to your house and told you that I was reasoning with you. Do you believe it or not?"
"..." Wang Bozhang's face turned dark immediately and he was speechless for a long time.
At this time, the sound of galloping hooves and sharp shouts came from the distance.
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